Paris
I am a step mother
It is one of the hardest jobs
Even though I am not your real mom
You hold a place in my heart
As if you were my own
When ever you need me
Big or small just pick up the phone
I'll be there
Even when your alone
Fuss and fight
All day and night
When you have to laugh
That's what keeps us tight
I have three of my own
But without you
The circle would not be whole
Me and you against the world
We can never be beat
Some days strength and patience
Is all I have
Without you
I would never ever be glad
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